I don't gots a title for this one
I feel my world crashing down
I feel my soul dying with every breath The waves crash in, I begin to drown Water fills my lungs, I feel my arms stretch Looking for help, searching for salvation That is never to come My life is fading fast, As I blink the world grows dimmer How long will I last? I feel my life becoming slimmer I feel something eat at my heart, Distorting everythjng I am It's tearing me apart, Will I ever be the same? I feel myself dying, Slowly, I feel myself disappearing As I start my last bout of crying I know I was never to be... |
thank you
im glad im not the only one who writes these kinda poems as for a title, thats the hardest part about writing take all the factors an see where they lead u...ur poem sounds like a dying unwanted soul thats crying out for help even tho its in alot of pain. |
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